1. Continue your revelry and shun the gatherings of people,
And go to the bosom of the finest of companions,

2. To the fruits of joy in the meadows of wine-cups,
Among choice youths who are no riffraff.

3. The camels of revels stayed with us though now emaciated,
While we were the camels of roses and myrtle.

4. And a cup of wine like cool spring water,
Adorned with a wrap of brocade sent to the one who pours.